Great Things Start Small

Yesterday I came home to signs being posted on the fridge. My 17 year-old had cleaned it without asking and she left notes instructing us on where things should go and that we should “put things back.”

During the fake power outage over the weekend my boys played with their Legos. Before bedtime last night, they cleaned them up.

Also the youngest made no-bake cookies. Lots of them.

I’ve been a part of some great things in life. I’ve also studied some great things in history. They all rely on small things. Hurricanes need the dust from the Sahara and the seed for the giant Sequoia trees is tiny compared to their potential.

The great inventions we enjoy are built upon lots of small discoveries. We wouldn’t have the iPhone without Pixar. We wouldn’t have Pixar without Star Wars. We wouldn’t have Star Wars without Kirosawa. We wouldn’t have Kirosawa without a mentor teaching a young man to face his fears.

It’s neat to see those moments where the kids do small things that make a difference. All the small things are needed for the great things in life.

8 hours in

We’re eight hours into our 24 hours without power and after the initial shock 5.5/6 family members are embracing it as an adventure.

I still miss my keyboard.

The sun is setting and it’ll be interesting to see what the kids do once the lights are out. Our games with friends ended at about the same time as the sun went below a neighbor’s house.

The dog seems to be predominantly in phases by this whole adventure and I’m looking forward to going to sleep.

The youngest boy busted out a propane camp stove and challenged himself do do a full dinner of spaghetti and meat balls. Adventurous and delicious.

We have a pretty good pile of dishes. At one point my thought was to wash them by hand, but now the strategy is just to wait and do a couple of loads after our time is up.

I say we made it to 5.5 kids seeing this as an adventure. The stubborn one is participating but still complaining and the teenage boy went to a friends house who isn’t a member of our congregation.

I don’t plan on staying up to do these updates every four hours at night. I’ve got a comfortable bed and a good excuse to head to bed early.

4 hours in

We’re four hours into our 24 hours without power and after the initial shock 5/6 family members are embracing it as an adventure.

I do miss having a keyboard to type with. But that’s part of the adventure.

The 9 year old wanted muddy buddies and so the hiking stove got used to melt chocolate chips, butter, and peanut butter. The recipe was successful proving that an inconvenience stop you from having a treat.

The LEGOs have returned. Years ago they aren’t getting picked up and so they were placed in storage in the garage. Now the garage has half it’s square footage taken up by LEGOs.

I took a nap and charged my phone using a charging brick. I’ll charge the brick and my phone again via the car if the need presents itself.

It’s important to have a support network in situations like this.

We’ve shared our status with others and have a friend with a gas stove in case we need to cook anything major. We have another friend who ‘still has electricity’ where we can escape to if necessary.

Tonight we’ve got plans for board games instead of watching tv and we’re hoping that our reluctant adventurer will see the good in her life.

No Power for 24 Hours

Our church responds when disasters strike. They also encourage members to be prepared. So today from the pulpit they announced a challenge to live without your home electricity for 24 hours.

The fridge/freezer were exceptions as well as medical devices that need electricity.

We just came back from a two day hike so the kids were thinking they were good. I explained that we would be participating. They were disappointed.

Hilarity has ensued. One kid talked to an old battery operated radio as if it was google home. “Radio, play some music.”

I think he heard static for the first time. He had to learn how to tune the radio.

Parenting has its adventures. This is going to be good.

About Time

This is a sleeping teenager tired from 2-a-day practices of wrestling and football as he prepares to enter high school. At the end of the practices he’s tired and crashed. The dog politely joined him.

The mother took a photo. Football/wrestling morning practice is wearing him out. She said.

Grandpa responded: About time someone got their food money out of him.

Well played, grandpa. Well played.